I don't know what else to do really. I try and it gets no where. So, I give up. I have to be done. You're not happy and I don't know what else to do. I miss the way you were. You're not the same anymore. I cry all the time thinking about you. What's going to happen to you. I just want to give you a hug and tell you that every thing will be ok. Because, they will. I just don't know how else to help. I'm sorry.
I should be happy about the way things are going right now, and I am. But, how can I stay happy when you are not happy? I'm doing the best I can for you right now and I hope, you can see that. Things are going to get better.
Death, once again, has been gracious enough to grace me with his presence twice in a month. I feel like shit. Benadryl, you can eff off. You did nothing for me but make me tired. Cold, you can eff off also.
